Xie Jinjia's words instantly made the Iron Clothes officers present look utterly grave.
Pei Zhiyan, however, said, "Have you forgotten what I said, Vice Minister Xie? The Rong Tribe is already preparing for war. Whether they fight or not, a mere Chen Quan won't affect their decision."
Xie Jinjia took a deep breath and immediately addressed Yang Ling:
"Master Yang, I'll return to the Ministry of War first."
"Please go ahead, Vice Minister Xie."
Xie Jinjia hurried away.
"Who exactly is this man? Why did he say the Rong Tribe is already preparing for war?"
"The Iron Clothes Department doesn't seem to have received any such intelligence?"
"If the Rong Tribe really is preparing for war, surely some word would have leaked?"
Ji Kongliu and the other branch masters were somewhat doubtful.
"Master Yang, did you just say Huang Zhaolong betrayed us?"
Pei Zhiyan suddenly asked.
At the mention of that name, the branch masters' expressions grew even more complicated, with varying degrees of anger in their eyes.
If Master Yang hadn't single-handedly held this case together, there was no telling how badly the Iron Clothes Department's reputation would have been ruined today!
"Yes. He's locked up in my courtyard. If you have any friendship with him, you can go see him."
Yang Ling said.
He paused. "Right, I forgot to introduce him. Fellow branch masters, this is Pei Zhiyan, the Heavenly Wolf Guard Wei Lord."
Clang!
Apart from Yang Ling and Li Zhong, every branch master drew his Official Saber and pointed it straight at Pei Zhiyan, their eyes filled with shock.
Had anyone else said those words, they might have scoffed and called him an idiot for good measure.
But after what they had witnessed a few days ago, they already believed Yang Ling's words without question!
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